The strongest support for the fourth generation

After the lengthy entrance ceremony was finally over, the young children were all looking forward to and excitedly waiting for the next class placement and study life... Yes, Zhenyong found that he was too sweet before!

Although they successfully hooked up and made friends with the future Yondaime, if they are not placed in the same class, there will be big problems in the future!?

The comics are all lies... How can there be only one class for each grade in the entire ninja school...

All Xiaoqiang are placed in the same class, which must be the noble class!? Otherwise, why would the graduation rate be so high!? Also, where did so many genin cannon fodder die!? Why do the genin who are in the same period as the protagonist every

All of them are so strong that they fall apart!?

Well... when the five-minute roar in his heart finally ended, Zhenyong could only reluctantly agree with Little Sun's wish.

"It would be great if we could be assigned to the same class."

"Yes...yes, it would be great if that were the case." Zhenyong was sure that his smile was stiff.

Zhenyong felt the deep malice of the world, and he felt that his young heart had been severely toyed with...

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"Okay everyone, let's start dividing the classes."

What system will be adopted!? Is it necessary to conduct a preliminary examination first!? Or directly conduct a practical assessment!? Wait...hasn't it already been decided!?

With all kinds of uneasiness, Zhenyong forced himself to stare closely at the chuunin who was the teacher and pointed them one by one with his fingers...

Got the little fat guy!

Next is the thin monkey over there! Does this mean that this guy is a brat from the Nara family?

Then there is the guy with light yellow hair! Yes, this must be the Pig Deer Butterfly of this era?

...I'm afraid I can't be in the same class as them... I sighed a little frustrated, but Zhenyong immediately cheered up - it doesn't matter, according to the impression in his mind, Minato seems to be a commoner, so he should be

No way... Nima!?

The unknown chuunin's assassination operation was not over yet. He was muttering something like "39." while pointing his finger at Minato... Isn't this a lie!?

At that moment, even if he thinks about it many years later, Zhenyong can still feel the desperate feeling of despair...his thighs, his gay friends...everything is gone.

I will definitely become a little genin, and then die tragically in a certain mission behind enemy lines... No, maybe he died tragically in a certain defense mission... Or maybe it was a certain transportation mission? Or a certain mission to find cats and dogs.

...Um, it seems that anyone will not die... No! This is war time, what if we encounter an ambush? Even if we don't encounter an ambush, we will occasionally fall from a tree and break our cervical vertebrae.

Yes!?

In Zhenyong's eyes, the world seemed to have turned gray--but in Minato's eyes, this strange friend he had just met seemed to have suddenly turned gray...

And then, a dramatic scene happened!

Just when the future was dark, a finger saved the boy from the mud.

It was an extremely weak, but unmissable touch, as if it was the first time I felt my father's hands after leaving my mother's body... Survival? What a critical moment!?

There are no words to describe Zhenyong's current excitement, as if the cold earth has ushered in spring, and even the tear-stained little face is filled with some kind of spring spirit called vitality.

"40."

The Lord Chuunin said this, and then he turned around and looked at the 40 children he named with a smile, "Well, from today on, you will be in class one."

What does it mean to be rewarded with joy after suffering!? What does it mean to find nectar after a long drought!? Immortal of Six Paths, I praise you, praise you!!

Zhenyong excitedly held the chuunin teacher's finger... Due to height restrictions, little Zhenyong had to raise his hands as high as possible to grab the chunin-sama's finger that had gradually moved away.

"teacher!"

Zhenyong's voice trembled. At this moment, he actually remembered the wonderful time in his childhood when he first put on a red scarf! Tears of excitement filled his eyes. "I will definitely study hard in the future and live up to my teachers and classmates."

I hope to achieve great success as soon as possible... I mean to repay the teacher for his kindness."

This sudden change shocked everyone!

nonsense…

Who would have thought that when Chuunin Kimura went down the order of the students, one, two, three, and four, and named a class, such a strange thing would suddenly appear... I really don't understand what the children nowadays are thinking.

What's up.

Of course, no one told Zhenyong the truth about this matter in the years to come. The children would laugh at him as "crybaby" at most, while the teachers would gently stroke his little head and praise him as "respectful".

It’s just that “teachers value teaching”.

There's nothing wrong with not knowing some things...

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The little farce of class division was over quickly. The children who were full of curiosity about the ninja school quickly forgot about the scene that had just happened and plunged into the tense and orderly study life.

As the school bell rang, all the children seemed like soldiers who heard the assembly call!

Some are laughing and playing, some are spanking and chatting, some are muddle-headedly looking for the toilet, some are crying for their parents... Well, what else can you expect from a group of six-year-old brats?

The most awesome ones are just like those brats from the Uchiha family, turning their faces with disdain, secretly complaining in their hearts, "These brats really have no taste", while secretly practicing the seals, preparing to go home and learn from their parents.

Two more lollipops...

Of course, in order to get along with the people, when another kid came to ask Zhenyong where the toilet was, he decisively shook his head, and then started a lively chat with Minato on the other side - during this period, his IQ and EQ improved.

Naturally, the suppression made someone experience all kinds of unspeakable pleasures. At the same time, it also made his status in Minato's heart quickly rise. From a strange friend he met by chance, he became a know-it-all friend who knew everything from astronomy to geography.

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"By the way, Zhenyong, what day were you born?"

"Me?" After thinking for a moment, after all, although he has celebrated six birthdays, the other birthday happened more than 20 years ago! "Probably in February?"

"Huh?" Little Taiyang blinked a few times in surprise, "I was born in January, I didn't expect Zhenyong to know so many things even though he is not older than me!"

"Where~"

Zhenyong's eyes drifted past Minato beside him. After searching around, he finally found the red-haired girl in the other corner of the classroom.

Hehe, not only do I know that the moon is always round, but I also know that the beautiful girl over there will be your wife in the future~ Well, remember, it should be turned around, right? Why does it appear now?

Of course, considering the harmonious requirements of village construction, Zhenyong will not discuss this matter in detail with the Yondaime here. Just when someone is thinking extremely wretchedly in his heart about the great genetic problem of why Huang Jiahong turned into gold.

, Kimura Chuunin, who was just in charge of class placement, finally walked into the class holding the roster.

"Hello everyone, starting from today, I will be your instructor during your studies at the ninja school. My name is Nao Kimura Shita. Well, now, please introduce yourself one by one in order."

From this moment on, Senju Mayu's ninja school career officially begins.